In Bed with Billy
In Bed With Billy: The Score That Really Counts
By Broadside Sex Collumnist Billy Curtis
Throughout life, we are constantly observed, rated, scored and graded in just about everything we do. We all want to get good grades, so we study to get them. We all want good credit so we can support ourselves in the future by being able to buy nice houses or whatever we fancy. We all want to find a stable relationship that will bring us contentment. But regrettably, attaining a better credit is a little easier than being in a stable relationship. So lets start with the credit.
In Bed With Billy: My Year of Celibacy Ends
By Broadside Sex Columnist Billy Curtis
You know it’s funny to think that people once laughed at Aristotle when he wrote about the concept of Tabula Rasa. Think about it. The sheer idea of getting a clean slate, a fresh start, sounds nice doesn’t it? Imagine getting that second chance for the one thing you desperately desired but never got to accomplish, that feeling that comes from those magically perfect moments that really make you feel alive. A second chance like that, only a fool would be willing to pass up.
Change is A-Comin'
By Broadside Sex Columnist Billy Curtis
Andy Warhol once said, “They say that time changes things, but you actually have to change them yourself.” We go through our lives constantly changing from the person we were at birth to whatever type of person we will be in the future. Sometimes our changes are beneficial—other times, maybe not so much. But regardless, change is inevitable.
Anatomy Studies at Fenwick
By Broadside Sex Columnist Billy Curtis
You’ve thought about it. All the dark and empty study rooms, the huge stacks of books with no one in sight and the adrenaline rush that comes with the possibility of getting caught by one of the librarians—that alone is enough reason to do it.
We’ve all heard the rumors of people having sex in the stacks or study rooms in Fenwick Library, and you know there may have been times when you walked past a study room and saw something you probably didn’t want to. But while there are some that have only contemplated or dreamt about it, there are the few, the proud, the brave, who have actually done it.
I am one of those proud few.
Online Dating Services: Dating Aids or Dating Disasters?
By Broadside Sex Columnist Billy Curtis
Dating has been facing a pandemic in recent years. With the world becoming more technologically advanced every day, it seems that it was only a matter of time until these advances reached the dating scene. Online dating has replaced the formal introduction, text messages have replaced love notes and first impressions are based on instant message conversations rather than face-to-face meetings. When relationships are started in the cyber world, it’s hard to imagine how well they transition into the real world.
No Beer Queers: Why Alcohol is No Excuse
By Broadside Sex Columnist Billy Curtis
It has come to my attention in recent days that more and more often, an act is committed that clearly goes unnoticed by the public eye. Many joke about it; some even disbelieve its accusations. I am writing to you today to tell you the truth! A couple years ago, a friend showed me a video on YouTube entitled “Bro Rape.” This video took a great approach to this unheard crime of closeted homosexual frat guys forcing themselves upon others for sexual gains. Bringing promises of beer, GameCube, Jack Johnson and later, after the subject has been seduced or intoxicated, said ‘Bro’ goes in for the kill, possibly with a black dildo. Despite this stereotypical scenario of Bro Rape, there are many other varieties of this horrible crime. In my many years of experience with dating, sex and all of the above, I have come in contact with many closeted frat guys. The things I learned from them have at some points been beneficial to my life and in others have tortured me so.
New Column: In Bed With Billy
By Broadside Sex Columnist Billy Curtis
My friends fondly refer to me as the gay Carrie Bradshaw. With my life being more dramatic than a Jane Austen novel, I have always felt the name suited me all too well. Every day I would have a new dilemma that would occupy my mind for most of the day. Story after story, I would verbally paint pictures of my dates, relationships and even sexual encounters to my friends in the hopes that maybe they could help me with whatever problems I had. After becoming a fine-tuned storyteller, I realized that my friends—while their advice was always helpful—could not help me with my situations and problems with men, so I took a new approach. If my friends could not help me with the overly dramatic situations I encountered, then maybe I could use my own experiences to help anyone who has found themselves in the same situation at some point or another.
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